Goku stood with his trademark grin, but there was nothing playful in his eyes anymore. His pupils, sharp and focused, darted across every twitch of Turles' muscles. His hair, spiked higher in its Super Saiyan 2 glory, gleamed like molten sunlight. Lightning licked his arms, crawling across his frame like living serpents.
Turles, on the other hand, was the picture of cold fury wrapped in regal pride. His SSJ2 transformation wasn't chaotic like Goku's—it was controlled, as if every volt of electricity bowed to his will. His aura burned hotter than a supernova, deep gold with flashes of crimson, reflecting his rage-fueled ascension. His smirk, however, was calm—eerily calm.
Turles: "So… this is what you have become. Pathetic. You smile like this is a game, Kakarot. Tell me—how many Saiyans did you trample to earn that smirk?"
Goku: (grinning wider) "Heh. None. I fought because I had to. Not to conquer planets… not to rule like some wannabe king."
That last word—king—landed like a gut punch. Turles' brow twitched, his smirk sharpening like a blade.
Turles: "You mock me?"
Goku: "I'm just sayin'… You could've done more than be a bad copy of Vegeta."
Turles: "Tch. You're going to regret that."
In a blink, Turles vanished. The platform detonated under his feet, fragments of blackened stone spinning into the void. Goku barely had time to raise his arms when a blinding fist crashed into his guard, sending an explosion of sparks screaming through the barrier.
The weaker fighters in the stands clutched their seats as the shockwave shook the entire arena.
Krillin (Timeline 9): "Oh my kami… this is SSJ2 speed? How much stronger did Goku get this last month!"
Tien: (squinting, third eye glowing faintly) "Barely. They're… trading hundreds of blows per second."
Launch: (whistling, blue-haired personality) "Hundreds?!, I can't even count to ten right now!"
Master Roshi: (serious tone, stroking his beard) "But Turles...IS Just as fast."
Meanwhile, the Frost Demon contingent from Timeline 8 was seething. Frieza sat stone-faced, arms crossed, while Cooler's fists trembled against his knees.
King Cold: (snarling) "Those filthy monkeys… they make Frieza Force elites look like insects."
Shun (OC): (clicking tongue) "Heh. Keep dreaming of revenge, King Cold. If Goku wins this, your emperor will never erase the shame of losing to him… twice."
Goku blocked another vicious hook from Turles, but the follow-up—a spinning heel kick—caught him square in the ribs, sending him cartwheeling across the arena. Before he even hit the ground, Turles was on him again, boot slamming into his back and spiking him through three platforms like a meteor.
The crowd erupted as Goku emerged from the dust cloud, grinning through blood on his lip.
Goku: "Not bad… You hit harder than Vegeta at SSJ2. You've been training."
Turles: "Training? Ha. While you were playing farmer, I conquered galaxies, tore kings from their thrones, and burned civilizations to ash. I am the apex predator of the Saiyan race."
The tempo escalated again. Goku blurred, appearing behind Turles with a thunderous elbow that cracked his jaw. Turles spat blood but retaliated instantly, grabbing Goku's wrist mid-strike and dislocating his shoulder with a twist before blasting him point-blank with a Crusher Flash.
The explosion lit up the barrier like a newborn star. Families in the audience flinched.
Chi-Chi (Timeline 1): "GOKU!!!"
Bulma: (biting her lip) "He's fine. He's… gotta be fine…"
Videl: (whispering) "That power… it's insane."
From Timeline 10, Taizo leaned forward, eyes sharp as a blade.
Taizo: "Father… don't underestimate him."
Meanwhile, Bardock folded his arms, eyes glued to Goku.
Bardock: (low growl) "Damn brat's holding back… and so is Turles. This ain't even close to their limit."
Goku burst from the smoke, shoulder popping back into place with a sickening crack as he roared forward. His aura tripled in size, sparks of blue weaving into the gold—a hint of his godlike ki control bleeding through even in SSJ2.
Turles: (eyes narrowing) "So you've been hiding tricks too."
Goku: "You wanted a real fight, right? Let's go!"
They collided again—two golden comets detonating on impact. Every strike now bent the air like molten steel, sonic booms overlapping like a war drum. Their battle cries ripped through dimensions, a primal symphony that made even warriors like Gast (from the recovery lounge) grin.
Baby Vegito Black: (silent, crimson eyes glowing faintly) "…Hmph."
Turles suddenly leapt back, palms flashing with dark-red ki.
Turles: "Let me show you a taste of extinction. Crusher Eclipse!!"
He hurled a sphere of compressed death, so dense it warped the air around it. Goku's eyes widened—this wasn't like any Crusher Ball he'd seen. The moment it touched the platform, it imploded, dragging chunks of the arena into a miniature singularity before erupting outward with a black-red nova.
The angelic barrier quaked. Entire rows of spectators shielded their eyes.
Whis (quietly, from above): "My, my… impressive manipulation of gravitational energy. Quite resourceful for a mortal."
Goku barely avoided the blast, but Turles was already there, driving a knee into his gut before chaining a reverse axe kick that cratered Goku into the ground. Goku coughed blood, chest heaving.
Turles: "You can't win, Kakarot. You've gone soft."
Goku: (grinning through the pain) "Heh. Funny. Vegeta said the same thing once… before I beat him too."
Turles' eye twitched.
Turles: "Hmph. Let's see you laugh after this."
Goku wiped the blood from his lip and roared. The arena shook as his aura ignited like a dying star going supernova, the lightning around him now a chaotic storm. His speed spiked—Turles barely saw the punch before it sank into his stomach, folding him in half. A second strike to the jaw sent him spiraling upward, only for Goku to teleport above him, double-axe kicking him back down.
The impact shattered three platforms. The crowd lost its mind.
Goten: "DAD!!! YEAH!!"
Vegeta (Timeline 1): (smirking) "Heh. That idiot's finally getting serious."
Vegito (Timeline 2): (arms crossed, eyes sharp) "Hmm. Still predictable… but not bad."
Broly: (from Timeline 4, eyes gleaming) "…"
Turles crawled from the crater, blood dripping from his mouth, and laughed—a low, guttural laugh that grew into a roar.
Turles: "Yes… YES! THAT'S THE KAKAROT I WANTED!!!"
His aura exploded violently, threads of crimson weaving through the gold, his SSJ2 state maxing out under sheer willpower. The ground split beneath him as he charged, fists like meteors.
Bardock: (grinning like a beast) "That's it… That's the Saiyan way!"
Raditz: "Turles, you bastard, don't you dare lose after all that talk!"
King Vegeta: (eyes narrowing) "Impressive… but still no prince."
Frieza: (fingers digging into his throne) "Filthy… disgusting apes."
Shun: (smirking) "Heh. You're sweating, Frieza."
Launch (blonde personality): "Rip his damn head off, Goku!"
Yajirobe: (munching) "Sheesh… glad I'm not in there."
Both fighters skidded back across the ruined platform, chests heaving, blood streaming from cuts across their faces and arms. Their armor—or in Goku's case, gi—hung in tatters. Their eyes burned like twin suns locked in eternal collision.
Turles: (grinning through blood) "You're better than I thought, Kakarot. But next time we clash… one of us dies."
Goku: (smirking, electricity dancing wildly) "Funny… I was thinkin' the same thing."
And then—they both tilted their heads back and SCREAMED.
The lightning storm became a hurricane. The ground split apart entirely, leaving them on floating shards of stone as their power rocketed sky-high. The barrier cracked audibly.
Goku: (roaring) "HRRRRAAAAAAHHH!!!"
Turles: "RRRRRRRAAAAAAAHHH!!!"
The audience froze as their hair spiked higher, a faint new timbre creeping into their auras—something beyond SSJ2 flickering for just a heartbeat.
The barrier strained against the pressure of two saiyans who had forgotten restraint. Lightning shredded the air, shards of broken arena tiles floated in a storm of raw energy, and the once-pristine battlefield now resembled the aftermath of an apocalyptic war.
Goku and Turles stood opposite each other, chests heaving, their SSJ2 auras flickering wildly as if begging for release. Both men stared in silence.
Their bodies convulsed, veins bulging as hair snapped upward in violent waves. Golden light exploded outward, consuming the sky above the arena like a newborn sun.
Announcer: (voice cracking with hysteria)
"W-what is this?! They're… they're still going higher?! L-LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, BRACE YOURSELVES!!"
Krillin (Timeline 9): (jaw hitting the floor) "Why IS Goku using his weaker Super Saiyan 3?!"
Bardock: (grinning like a beast) "That's my bloodline."
Broly: (eyes narrowing, grin forming) "More… Show me MORE."
Vegito (Timeline 2): (arms crossed, expression unreadable, but eyes burning) "Finally."
Baby Vegito Black: (smile twitching into existence) "Hmph… entertaining."
Goku's roar shattered the last tether of SSJ2, and his golden hair flooded down his back in a shimmering cascade, sparks of divine blue flickering in the aura's heart. His brow ridge sharpened, his eyebrows vanished, and his entire being screamed ferocity.
Goku: (grinning wide, voice deeper)
"Super Saiyan… THREE!!"
The platform cracked beneath his feet as the weight of his ki collapsed the tiles into dust. The air rippled with heat.
Not to be outdone, Turles snarled—a guttural sound that morphed into a primal roar of rage. His aura flared crimson at the edges, forcing his golden mane to elongate and snap like a raging inferno. His voice tore across the battlefield like thunder.
Turles:
"Don't think… you're the only one who's tasted this POWER, KAKAROT!!"
Their auras colliding in a storm that warped reality, hair whipping like golden hurricanes as the barrier screamed under their combined wrath.
Beerus (Timeline 1): (leaning forward, smirking) "Mortals… and yet they look like Demons From the Demon realm."
Alternate Beerus (Timeline 10): (growling) "This level shouldn't exist outside divine beings."
Whis: (cheerfully) "Oh my, this is delightful! The barrier is bending quite beautifully!"
Without a word, both warriors blurred forward, leaving behind columns of golden fire. Their fists collided—SSJ3 against SSJ3—with such force the angelic barrier flashed white, entire chunks of the arena disintegrating into cosmic dust.
The shockwave hit like a god's wrath. Rows of spectators shielded their faces as the impact flattened the void for miles. Weaker fighters were forced to drop to one knee, clinging to the barrier for dear life.
Master Roshi: (covering his eyes) "Kami above…"
Goku: (grinning, panting) "Not bad, Turles."
Turles: (blood dripping from lip) "You think this is my limit? You fool…"
Turles lunged, throwing haymakers that split the air like atomic bombs, but Goku slipped through with godlike fluidity, blocking, countering, and finally driving his fist into Turles' gut, folding him like paper. The brutal uppercut that followed snapped Turles' head skyward, blood spraying.
Turles staggered, aura flickering. Goku closed his eyes and let out a breath.
When they opened, they glowed emerald-green, his aura condensing into a smooth, blazing sun of golden perfection. His long SSJ3 mane shortened sharply, reverting to a sleek, battle-ready form.
Perfect Super Saiyan.
The gods leaned forward in unison.
Whis: (smiling) "Ahhh… he's achieved true control. No wasted energy—magnificent."
Beerus: (grinning like a predator) "This… I like."
Goku blurred, vanishing—and when he reappeared, his boot planted in Turles' sternum, sending him ricocheting through six platforms at light-speed. Turles coughed blood mid-flight, smashing into a pillar before collapsing to one knee. His teeth ground audibly.
Turles: (panting, trembling) "Perfect Super Saiyan… tch… I'll show you PERFECT!!"
Evil Unleashed
His aura darkened. The gold bled away, devoured by crimson fire, as his hair snapped back to black, short and spiked like knives. His eyes glowed murder-red, veins crawling across his temples. The sheer malice emanating from him froze the air.
Announcer: (voice breaking) "L-LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… W-WHAT… WHAT IS THAT?!"
Baby Vegito Black: (smiling faintly) "Hmph… weak imitation."
Broly: (growling, fists tightening) "…that ki feels like mine."
Turles straightened slowly, his grin now a slash of pure insanity.
Turles: "Behold… EVIL SUPER SAIYAN. The true power of a Saiyan without limits—or morality."
He vanished. One moment he was there—the next, his fist was in Goku's jaw, sending him cartwheeling through the air like a broken toy. Before Goku recovered, Turles was there again, booting him skyward with a CRACK that shattered ribs.
The crimson aura burned hotter, ripping trenches into the arena with every step.
Turles: (laughing like a demon) "What's wrong, Kakarot? TOO PURE to fight back?!"
Goku snarled, wiping blood from his chin. His aura flared again, climbing beyond its previous limit. The lightning returned, his perfect golden glow spiking with violent arcs of energy.
Perfect Super Saiyan 2.
The audience erupted as the air IGNITED. Even the gods murmured.
Beerus: "Now THIS is interesting."
Whis: (smiling) "Oh my. Things are escalating… beautifully."
The next clash warped time itself. Every punch left black scars in the void (Similar to the Cell Fight Just earlier), like reality tearing apart. The barrier groaned like a dying planet, cracks glowing white-hot as angels whispered to each other in unease.
Bloodied, grinning like a lunatic, Turles tilted his head back and SCREAMED. His crimson aura erupted into a hurricane of molten black and blood-red flames. His hair lengthened slightly, sharper, darker, slick with ki that bled corruption. Veins bulged across his arms and neck, his muscles swelling grotesquely.
Evil Super Saiyan 2.
The entire arena plunged into silence for a breath before the explosion ripped sound itself apart. Even Goku flinched at the sheer density of power now radiating from Turles.
Turles: (voice distorted) "No more games, KAKAROT!!"
Goku exhaled slowly, his own aura condensing into an impossibly dense sun, arcs of blue lightning weaving into the gold like threads of divinity. His voice dropped to a whisper:
Goku: "Guess I gotta end this now…"
And then the world turned red. Kaioken.
But not the timid ×10 from the past—no. This was Perfect Super Saiyan 3 Kaioken ×10, layered atop his god-tier efficiency. His aura became an inferno of gold and crimson, shredding the arena to ribbons. The shockwave alone sent lesser fighters flying into the stands, unconscious from the pressure.
Krillin: (screaming) "HOLY—HE'S USING KAIOKEN?! WITH Perfect SSJ3?!"
Vegeta (Timeline 1): (eyes wide) "Kakarot… you insane bastard…"
Vegito: (smirking, whispering) "…Beautiful, that Perfect form Just might be what i need."
Turles barely raised his arms before Goku appeared in his face. The punch landed like a dying sun, shattering Turles' guard, breaking both forearms instantly, and detonating his jaw. Blood and teeth spiraled into the void.
Then came the kick to the gut, folding Turles as Goku blurred again, vanishing and reappearing with hundreds of afterimages, each strike driving Turles further into oblivion. Ribs cracked, spine snapped, crimson aura sputtered as Turles screamed in raw agony.
The final blow—a double-fisted hammer—drove him through the arena, through solid bedrock, leaving him sprawled in a crater of molten stone, twitching, gasping for air like a dying animal.
Goku: (hovering above, calm and cold)
"You pushed me, Turles. I'll give you that."
(pauses, tilts head)
"But you never stood a chance."
Turles coughed blood, vision fading.
Turles: (choking) "Y-you… monster…"
Goku smirked.
Goku: "Oh… and just so you know…"
(leans closer, whispering)
"I could've gone Kaioken ×100."
Android 21 - "Oh my…" she purred softly, tapping a finger to her chin. "Dominance suits him so well. Makes me wonder what he tastes like broken."
The crowd ERUPTED as Goku turned away, aura fading, leaving a broken Turles in the ruins of his pride.